This is one of Mike Bordin's best performances. Evidence might be slick, and the first few times hearing this one might wash over you, but this is the slickest track on the album. I couldn't find any good info on the percussion part, but the perfect seeming effortlessness of the whole drum/percussion part here is sublime. It could be the band, or that list of names in the credits. Whoever played the Woodblock (is it Claves?) and the Guiro deserve as much credit as The Puff. The guitar is the wonkiest bit - but for that one tingly strum before the Spanish - I think the song would be tigheter with a tenser guitar part, and it does lean into Trey's "Secret Agent Man" playing, which can emphasise Mike's love of sleeze.. but it doesn't here. I think they mostly nail the delicacy in the writing. I can see Billy swinging his head back and forth to his Samba rhythm, which just like Evidence manages to be perfectly within his wheelhouse, both this an Evidence, the Bass is just as driven/distorted as usual, and in this case it's *all of the warmth*.. well, plus Mike's voice. Mike goes from RV to almost Real Thing voice on this. All this time I was writing listening to the original CD. Listening to Remaster, same system same setup.. whoof, much louder! The kick drum and bass are much more driven sounding. Anyway, all over I love this song, after almost never noticing it for like 3 years. It has aged very very well.